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The Lobby

           Butmorninggavewaytoafternoon,andintheafternoonshefeltalittlebetter.Andafternoongavewaytonight.Assomegreattwentieth-centurythinkerhadsaid,nightmustfall.

           HefoundhimselfwishingthatWendywouldaskhimaboutthehedges,wouldaskhimwhatDannymeant,whenhesaidYouknowbecauseyousaw-Ifshedid,hewouldtellhereverything.Everything.Thehedges,thewomanintheroom,evenaboutthefirehosethatseemedtohaveswitchedpositions.Butwheredidconfessionstop?Couldhetellherhe’dthrownthemagnetoaway,thattheycouldallbedowninSidewinderrightnowifhehadn’tdonethat?

           Whatshesaidwas,"Doyouwanttea?"

           "Yes.Acupofteawouldbegood."

           Shewenttothedoorandpausedthere,rubbingherforearmsthroughhersweater."It’smyfaultasmuchasyours,"shesaid."Whatwerewedoingwhilehewasgoingthroughthat…dream,orwhateveritwas?"

           "Wendy-"

           "Weweresleeping,"shesaid."Sleepinglikeacoupleofteenagekidswiththeiritchnicelyscratched."

           "Stopit,"hesaid."It’sover."

           "No,"Wendyanswered,andgavehimastrange,restlesssmile."It’snotover."

           Shewentouttomaketea,leavinghimtokeepwatchovertheirson.

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